Symbion Project
Exercise in futility
I exercise inFutility, itKeeps me fit andMakes me thin. IVenture out intoThe bleak lightOn a lark, onA random whim. YouOverwhelm mySense of balance. IHold it tightKeep it closeAnd control it withinThis chemistry canOnly create moreDisbeliefYou call the shotsYou hold all the reins tied to meYours is the voice of uncertaintyWhere is this path you are leading me?Some sort of twisted methodologyI may be deaf, but I still can seeYours is the voice of uncertaintyWhere is this path you are leading me?Some sort of twisted methodologyI may be deaf, but I still can see
From Letras Mania